My Blog Posts – Page 48 – Another Fearless Year

May 5, 2016

Speaking of Gold

She saw in nature’s beauty and majesty her first glimpse of the Divine, swathed in green amidst the beauty is an echo of gold The home He gave her turned out to be the hardest to hold onto as the hue of the forbidden fruit...

Southern Exposure

For weeks I’d been getting away with pants or at least longer shorts. Up in the mountains of Ramona it wasn’t too hot. But that day we were off to Calico ghost town in Death Valley—the whole family was going and there was no getting out...

Poetry Comments: 12

May 3, 2016

Living Water

I’m a prickly pear cactus living in this hot Mojave Desert They call my home Death Valley for good reason Life-giving water is scarce but I know how to survive When the rains come I store up this treasure deep in my veins It sustains...

Poetry Comments: 24

May 2, 2016

Sifting Beans

I’m sifting through dry beans picking out rocks tossing damaged beans skipping the limas keeping the good ones planning a steaming hot pot of bean soup with bacon carrots, celery, and onion a few of my favorite herbs Or maybe I’m writing a memoir ____________________________________...

Poetry Comments: 35

April 30, 2016

April’s Almost Gone

Iris are blooming New flowers are in their pots The rain comes and goes April has flown by so fast May flowers and sun at last

Poetry Comments: 2

April 29, 2016

Remembering Dad

My dad was the best. I remember when I was a kid how with gloved hand he would take each bullhead off the hook so I wouldn’t get cut by their spiky fins. I remember how he taught me to shoot a BB gun in...

Poetry Comments: 4

April 28, 2016

Set Free

She drove away from the pizza place joyful in the knowledge that she had been set free. No dark cloud appeared. She realized she was humming along, tapping her foot to the beat. As she waited for her pizza to go, Bad Company played on...

Poetry Comments: 6

April 27, 2016

My Word Wall

If all you knew of me was my poetry then what would you see? If we had never met would my words alone let you understand my regret? And would that be all you’d see, would I seem to you sad and small behind my word...

Poetry Comments: 27

April 27, 2016

More Fun Than a Slinky

Wittiness is his forte Always a surprise ending And what he had meant to say Not always what he’s thinking Of the sonnet he is king I wish I could write as he Does with poetry that rings One liners that sting like a bee...

Poetry Comments: 13

April 26, 2016

Heaven

All things new, peace abounds Singing is an awesome sound The glory of our God is great Every need of mine He’ll sate River of life eternal flows Tree of life beside it grows No more sorrow, no more pain Calf beside the lion has...

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Another Fearless Year

Speaking of Gold

Southern Exposure

Living Water

Sifting Beans

April’s Almost Gone

Remembering Dad

Set Free

My Word Wall

More Fun Than a Slinky

Heaven

Speaking of Gold

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Southern Exposure

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